Tuesday’s
Truth
So much
better to travel than to arrive, says Atwood. How true her words. I haven’t
been traveling as I want, or as I used to, but I’ve been managing to get out
and about a bit. I went to Chicago a few months ago and that was a nice reset
for me in so many ways. It also left a gaping need to get out more, to see the
world and experience new things.
I
graduate next month and with the conferring of my degree, now begins the next
part of my life. Truth is, I have no fucking idea what the hell I’m doing. Loosely, I have the framework, the idea of
what I want and how I plan to make it happen … but the nitty gritty sorts of
plans that I so love to make? Nope. I got nothin’ and it’s a really
immobilizing thought. At least, it is at times.
It’s so easy to allow my focus
to become narrowed to the point that I can’t see anything else … travel to work
and home, the gym and the market and not see anything else of what my city or
the world has to offer. It’s easy to forget that I’ve traveled across the pond
and have seen some amazing sights. Maybe the point of Atwood’s words are that
the journey should be just as important as the destination. I’m not sure. I
know though that stumbling across this phrase reminds me of how much I do love
to travel.
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